Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 56

Cordelia eyed Everard with a mixture of curiosity and caution.

His eyes betrayed no hint of fear, but his face was a shade paler than usual, perhaps from fright.

Whether he was faking it or genuinely scared, she couldn’t deny her boyfriend’s “reasonable request“. But she did have one card up her sleeve.

With a languid voice, she offered, “I’ll just grab your breakfast then.”

That would keep Cordelia at a safer distance from Everard.

As Cordelia turned to leave, Everard rose to his feet and followed closely behind her, his voice steady, “With you here, I’m not scared at all.”

Calvert, who had been sitting silently at the table like a church mouse, was speechless. Back in the day, when their group huddled together, they used to wonder if there was anything Everard couldn’t do. They concluded that Everard might only be helpless at dating.

Now it seemed like the big man could handle even that with flair.

In his first love, Everard was already pulling off moves so suave that surprised Calvert. He resolved to demand a “mental health allowance” when he got back for being force–fed this daily dose of romantic display. This was just inhumane

They continued their breakfast in silence.

Cordelia’s phone buzzed.

She glanced at it and saw a text from Actorman, ‘Lia, I got the bag! Thanks a bunch! How much do I owe you? Send over your bank details and I’ll transfer the cash”

She had shipped off the bag to Bland after acquiring it last week, but it was only now, seeing his message, that she remembered she hadn’t settled up with Everard

“How much for the bag?” she inquired.

Everard swallowed his mouthful of pancakes and replied, “200

Cordelia texted back the details.

LearnLover replied, “Two hundred. Bank account is XXX.

Actorman continued, “Got it, Lia. The money’s on its way”

Cordelia didn’t give it another thought and went back to her meal.

finished, she pulled out her wallet and laid three hundred–dollar bills

a loss for words

his pancake as he swallowed the fact that this bag

exactly is this girl?“, a heated discussion was

sent a message, ‘Lia’s amazing, no clue where she gets this bag without markup. She sold it to me at

for a premium since they were in short supply

caring about this chump change. I sent her my sheet music. yesterday, and she pinpointed three issues right away.”

continued. ‘Designer bags are

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case for the

thought they were loval pursuers

tagged Frankie, asking. “How’s this girl with math 7

Batra’s Conjecture. I’ve lost

offered comfort. She’s just a young girl. Don’t set your

headed

and the driver respectfully opened the rear door Yates, sporting a shock of red

untamed aura that kept his peers at a safe distance, with no one daring to

when

Yates

young man, clearly annoyed, looked up with fiery eyes that nearly buckled the

his shoulder, pushing him to the brink of rage.

out but turned to see a pair of clear and seemingly misty eyes

expressionless, just

then reluctantly muttered, “Boss Cordelia.”

replied Yates‘

only to notice how her backpack sagged under its weight, likely heavy, while his backpack was left in the classroom, untouched.

his next move, he overheard her curious voice, “What were you

and pocketed it,

he prepared for further questions that might require deflection.

acknowledged and didn’t pursue the conversation further.

a loss for words.

third floor, with Yates quickly ascending to the top floor and his classroom.

the school, and four members of the Flame Union were

Flame No. 1 rushed over,